What You Watch and What It Says About You

Previously I mentioned how movies are emotional porn and this is exceedingly true, when you get down to the basics, as its a black mirror, some red, green and blue pixels that pimp your awareness and request you make real (get it?) the illusion it presents by pouring in your energetics. Yeah, thats where we’reContinue reading “What You Watch and What It Says About You”

The Golden Child Is the Illusion Killer

He looks like you, but different. There is a warm glint around his eyes that hints he takes no mess whilst being open and tolerant. He is the illusion killer. The version of you you could be if you decide to unleash the Warrior within. See, he knows your mother is part of a covenContinue reading “The Golden Child Is the Illusion Killer”

The Simpsons Predicted the Devolution of Society

I don’t think there is anyone in this world that watched the inception, peak and descent of The Simpsons that wouldn’t agree that the shark was jumped around about the time Homer started becoming a barely functional idiot. Not just regular dumb but supremely stupid and almost stripped of all humane characteristics till we getContinue reading “The Simpsons Predicted the Devolution of Society”

Real Eyes – Realize – Reel Lies

The hardest things to see are those right in front of your eyes. Especially if thats a rite in front of your I’s because the Devilish language is certainly packed with grifts designed to make you think its something when its actually quite different. The Dual Reality Principle, in full effect. The Warrior comprehends theContinue reading “Real Eyes – Realize – Reel Lies”

Movies are Emotional Pornography

A configuration of pixels on a screen, that heady array of red, blue and green can make you laugh, make you weep or wish to reproduce instantaneously even though there is nothing but a black square underneath. Quite strange indeed as what makes this visible is rendered invisible instantly but then in the land ofContinue reading “Movies are Emotional Pornography”

You’re not in Shelbyville any more, Toto

I previously spoke of a man piecing together a puzzle in the dark. He sits there alone, on the floor of his palatial home waiting for a glimpse that will assist him in making sense of his predicament when, right on cue, comes a flash of the inner light which changes the way he viewsContinue reading “You’re not in Shelbyville any more, Toto”